I'm like super pissed off with everything, to the extent that I get so disgusted seeing myself in the mirror and those extra flabs are not helping at all. Everybody I see are evil and they're up to no good. I wanted to give the finger to this J1 girl who was apparently skinny, yet blocking up the entire stairway. And she freaking got the flesh to 'tsk' me and look away when I glared at her, for blocking the way and the 'tsk'. I felt like slapping one of my friend's face because she was smiling non-stop and refused to let me speak - always cutting my sentence up and gets back to me by saying "what you say just now ah?" And another who always claim to know me so well. And this other shit who apparently 'forgot' about me and now, trying her best to compensate back, AT THE WRONG TIME when I'm studying for fucked up A's. And another who goes on and on about her poor life that her mom got her a gucci bag instead of a prada, which she apparently wanted. I get so freaking irritated with myself whenever I see myself using the computer for unorthodox purposes when I should be doing some serious business like printing coloured images for art - which I don't understand why should I be printing pictures in colour when by right I should receive them IN COLOUR and not freaking black and white. I know black and white is really cool and arty farty and nostalgic at the same time but then again, not that I have alot of time to analyse how many dots to represent what colour and all those bull crap. Then then then again, why can't the freaking cheapo school just print all our notes in colour? Hello? I didn't run like mad during nike run, and in the first place, didn't participate it for fun. You got the 10k and may I have a teeny wheeny bit of it by having these fucked up notes in colour!? I know, you're saving the money for the future, but spare a thought for us NOW, like now. It might be raining soon, but it's freaking storming down here. Stupid irritating J1's are having their hardcore project work right now and they're screaming and shouting at every area possible. SAC, supposedly Student's Activity Centre has been sooooo active to the extent that there are Screams And Chats everywhere. Studying area outside the library are in a total chaotic scene. You see guys sleeping around, showing off their coin slot or their cheapo 2 for 10 bucks boxer. The library has officially turned into a pig farm of the night where people go in there to sleep, amidst those dead pigs, you get to see a minimal number of khaki panters/skirters studying (that's if they're lucky). Khaki skirters like me who enter the school at about 9plus 10 have no seats to study because according to the law, animals have rights and they deserve a place to sleep - which brings about the question WHY ARE THERE ROOMS BUILT, BUT THEN NOT OPEN FOR STUDY?! What ruby room, gold room jade room, all crap. Teachers have meetings there. Students have classes there but it's not a place for us to study!! Cos they're forever locked. Yup, they look awesome empty, awesome I tell you. The computer room is another disaster - I don't even dare to open the door for the overwhelming noise wave might just deafen me.

And I really hope that my mom could be more understanding in terms of me sleeping late to study. She tells the entire block that I always stay up late to use the computer and chat online and do unorthodox stuff, even the woman at the massage parlor, and the hairdresser and my sister and brother. She tells my brother that I go out late everyday and come back in the wee hours of the morning - when I only go out a maximum of twice a month, with the clique for birthday celebrations. I should be a total bitch and an ultimate cold blanket like when the clock strikes 7, I'll leave, if not my mother will call the police.

"Oh, by the way, happy advanced of 4 hours birthday! I gotta go! Ciao!"

I'm getting so fucking irritated with my hair and everything that gets in my way to the extent that I feel like shaving my fringe so that I'll have NO FRINGE AT ALL for me to worry about. I ALMOST fucking exploded on my Dad when he asked if I would like a cup coffee or not - like what the fuck is wrong with me man. What the fuck is wrong with me.

I'm just a kid and life is a nightmare (all the xiao lianxzsxs like the end of their posts like that right) or
nobody cares about me anymore...

awww. _|_

I feel like punching something/someone, hug a person and fucking wail out loudly.

I want to sign on with the army, blog on weekends and scold vulgarites and claim "My army buddies taught me that. HAH!" im fucking kidding la.